Chapter 119
It wasn’t until Kate had booked them into a suite at the Hotel Meliá overlooking Lake Gatún that Rikka felt her brain slowly re-engage. Kate had declared that they all needed to just stop and that the Stark jet would take them home to New York in the morning.
Rikka had been moving through a murky and shadowed world that nothing in her life had prepared her for. The terror of her own possible death had been nothing as horrid as seeing Sam standing nearly naked and unarmed, knowing Jason could shoot him at any moment, and being helpless to stop it.
He’d put his life at risk for her.
She had scrubbed and scrubbed herself in the shower trying to cleanse every place that Jason had touched her. Her throat and the space between her breasts were raw with it but she still felt uncle
